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The corners of Song Zhou's mouth were curled up, and her decent smile made her delicately dressed face shine, but there was always the coolness of melting ice in her eyes.

"you're right."

The parents of both parties who had a pleasant conversation seemed to have finished the greetings, and both sides looked at them with their heads.

The two sisters tacitly adjusted their laziness by the table before receiving attention, smiled slightly, and walked there side by side.

It took only five or six minutes for Wen Yu to deal with the overly enthusiastic wife of the Song family, and he felt his face was going to freeze from laughing. Taking advantage of their shouting, he quickly turned his back and rubbed his cheeks to relax his muscles.

If this continues, she will die here before she can go back.

"Xiaoyu, come, let me introduce, these are my two daughters."

Wen Yu turned around quickly, and suddenly felt that the whole world slowed down, the speed of the clock slowed down, and her breathing gradually accelerated.

One of them came slowly from a distance, with a slender figure wrapped in a long black dress, revealing beautiful right-angled shoulders and collarbone, slender arms hanging loosely by his side, and his slightly smiling eyes were straight Gou stared at himself.

Wen Yu: Td!Why didn't anyone tell me she was there too?

Still waiting to go back?Don't wait!She is now dead on the spot.

Wen Yu tried his best to control his expression so that he didn't roll his eyes on the spot and just passed over.

But the culprit had a relaxed smile on his face, showing her delicate and beautiful face to himself at close range.

"You're Wen Yu, right?" Song Qiulin stretched out his hand to her, with gentle brows, "Let me introduce myself, Song Qiulin, I'm from the same school as you."

Song's mother was a little surprised that she could see the withdrawn second daughter take the initiative to talk to someone, and then said quickly, "Yes, Xiao Yu is also from No. [-] Middle School."

"Ah."

Wen Yu is really behaved now, panicked.

Wen Ziyang, who was next to him, tapped Wen Yu's back indiscriminately, and when she turned to look at it, he signaled Song Qiulin's hand that was still in the air with his eyes.

Wen Yu clenched his back teeth, and stretched out his hand to the man who was hiding a knife in his smile.

As soon as Song Qiulin grasped the soft and fair hand that was one size smaller than his own, some things felt real, "It's a pleasure to meet you."

"Me too."

Compared with the way of understanding in the toilet or the infirmary, this way is indeed much more "happy".

Han Lan looked at the two contentedly, and Song Zhou pointed to the side, "This is the eldest daughter. She originally had her own company abroad. She plans to return to China this year to help her father take care of the family property. There should be many meetings and cooperation in the future." opportunity for conversation."

Compared with Song Qiulin, Song Zhou packaged himself much more gentlely, and the Rumu Chunfeng smile could not tell at all that it was the person who was leaning on the table and mocking his sister just now.

"Uncle Jiang and Aunt Wen, I have been listening to my father talking about the two of them abroad, and I finally got to meet them today. It really is just like the legend..."

Wen Yu was not in the mood to watch the business bragging between the parents, and was almost bored to the point of yawning after hearing a few words.

Soon Han Lanxin noticed Wen Yu's expression, and brought the topic to her again, "Wen Yu did well in school, right? I heard from your father that he even won a math competition?"

"It's amazing to win an award in the freshman year of high school."

Wen Yu bowed his head, leaving the top of his hair to the other party, pretending to be shy and humble, "It's all luck."

Wen Liu smiled and put his hands on her shoulders, "You don't know, this child is very partial to subjects, and she often failed English in junior high school. I found a lot of tutors for her to help her, but it was still a bit of a joke. leg."

"The children in your family are the ones who are really outstanding, they have no shortcomings, and they are firmly in the top three places in their grades."

Apparently this touched Father Song's heart, and a relaxed smile appeared on his serious and serious face, "The school is still holding on tightly, and it will fall as soon as it relaxes."

Han Lanxin asked as if she suddenly thought of something, "What class does Xiaoyu belong to?"

"Class four."

"Ah...that's about the same." Han Lanxin turned to Song Qiulin and clapped her hands, "Would Mrs. Jiang consider letting Wen Yu transfer to our class in Qiulin? Learn more experience from me, the two girls will surely make progress when they get to know each other and encourage each other when they study."

Wen Liu is quite concerned about Wen Yu's grades, but the most important thing is that she can't let go of her lazy attitude towards study.

If you transfer to the experimental class, it will definitely have a positive effect under the influence of the class style and learning atmosphere. Han Lanxin's proposal is exactly what she wants, and she nodded, "I also think our child should go to a class with strict teachers. She is usually too No more tension."

"Qiu Lin's English is pretty good, and he has been included in foreign magazines' essay calls." Wen Liu said to Song Qiulin with a smile, "It would be great if you could help us Wen Yu more."

help?Song Qiulin?

Wen Yu immediately frowned, half hiding behind Jiang Jiang and winking wildly at Song Qiulin, his eyes were bigger than copper bells.

reject!reject!I don't need your help!

Song Qiulin fully accepted the hint from her, smiled slightly to reassure her, then turned to Wen Liu and said, "Don't worry, Auntie, I also have a lot of things I want to ask Wen Yu. If she is willing, I have no problem at all."

Wen Yu: wtf?Song Qiulin, are you blind?Still fail to understand?Can't you understand the look in my eyes!

Hearing that everyone's eyes were on Wen Yu, Han Lanxin asked for her opinion, "Xiao Yu, would you like to?"

Wen Yu quickly put on a smile, her voice was small and thin, her fingers were still pinching the hem of her skirt uneasily, "Actually... I have been in love with my classmates after staying in this class for so long..."

Stuck at the place where he hesitated to speak, she raised her innocent eyes and blinked at Han Lanxin, "I really miss everyone."

Look at Bai Lianhua's speech, if it wasn't for herself, she would have slapped her up!

"The most important thing for a student is their studies, and you can make friends wherever you want." Seeing this, Father Song came out and spoke in a tone that was several times tougher than Han Lanxin, "Qiu Lin is the monitor of Class One, and can take good care of you in all aspects. "

take care of?Take me to the infirmary bed with a volleyball?

Wen Yu couldn't help but clenched his fist behind him, and squeezed Jiang Jiang hard.

help me!

Apparently Jiang Jiang couldn't feel her inner cry for help, and even added embellishments, "Actually, I also think it's good. The head teacher of Class [-] is an English teacher. The students must be good at English, and it will be very helpful to Xiaoyu."

Wen Yu wanted to jump up and kick Jiang Jiang's head hard on the spot.

Are you crazy!I'm going to expose the matter of you going to the Internet cafe!

Father Song looked at Jiang Jiacheng, obviously he thought that the man in charge of the house should be the man.

Jiang Jiacheng was not in a hurry to make a decision for Wen Yu, and turned his head to ask: "Xiao Yu, what do you think? If you don't want to study too hard in the second year of high school, we can transfer to the third year of high school."

"The sooner the better." Father Song said.

Mother Song tugged at his sleeves behind him.

"Xiao Yu, tell me, how did you decide that your father will support you?"

He called himself father because he was in public. To be honest, Wen Yu was not used to it, but Jiang Jiacheng's eyes were sincere.

With Jiang Jiang and Wen Ziyang on the top, in fact, even if Wen Yu is a prodigal girl, it is completely fine.

Just because Jiang Jiacheng indulged her, it doesn't mean that Ms. Wen Liu allowed her to look like mud that couldn't support the wall forever.

Feeling the piercing eyes of Ms. Wen, Wen Yu smiled firmly, "It's okay, uncle and aunt are right, it's good for me to go to class one."

"Hey, this kid is really motivated, he's so sensible!" Mother Song smiled, and stroked Wen Yu's hair, "It would be great if all the girls in my family were so obedient."

Behind them, Song Zhou and Song Qiulin snorted at the same time, in unison.

Wen Yu clenched her fists so as not to be violent on the spot, raised a sweet smile, and said coquettishly: "Auntie, sister Qiulin is well-known as a top student, and all the students in our class are envious she."

"Hahahaha, actually Xiaoyu is also very good."

"Thank you auntie."

Wen Yu's inner os: Mom!Let me go!